Trusting You (Second Chances #2)(15)
“That’s okay,” he countered mischievously. “Since you obviously cheated and threw a chair in my way, I say that we need to make a deal.”
Swimming up to the steps, I sat down and crossed my arms over my bare chest. “What kind of deal? I can’t help it if the chair tipped over when I ran past it. That was your fault for tripping over it.”
He scowled and stalked closer, his gaze turning predatory. For a man to be so playful at times, he sure had a dangerous streak that made every single ounce of flesh on my body ache to be touched by him. His tanned, wet skin gleamed in the sunlight and my breath halted in my lungs. I knew what kind of deal he was going to offer me, but should I accept? He took it easy on me last time by showing affection; this time it would be primal, animalistic.
When Brett got closer, he grabbed me by the ankles and yanked me to him. My head almost went underwater, but he grasped me by the thighs and put his hand under my back, lifting me up. It just so happened that by lifting me up he only had to lower me down on his straining cock and I would be his.
“What kind of deal do you propose?” I repeated, breathless.
Brett nipped my bottom lip and sucked on it, pulling it in between his teeth. “Like I said, since you cheated by hindering my ability to win, I’m going to take you any way I want it and as fast as I want it. Don’t you think that’s fair?”
Liquid fire blazed in between my legs, and just by his words I found myself almost bursting with my soon awoken orgasm. Did I think his offer was fair? Why hell yes I did.
Frantically nodding my head, I wrapped my legs tight around his waist. “Yes,” I breathed. “I think it’s more than fair.”
Loosening my legs from around his waist, Brett flipped me around so my back was to his front while he spread my thighs, pushing me to the side of the pool so I could hold on. Groaning, he said, “I don’t think you know what you got yourself into, firecracker.”
Feeling his cock about to penetrate my core, I moaned, arching my back. “Show me,” I commanded.
With one hand he reached around my front and began rubbing my clit, while the other draped across my chest, gripping on to a swollen and heavy breast. Holding me tight against his chest, he plunged in deep with one hard thrust. Crying out from the sheer pleasure of him inside of me, I pushed against the side of the pool to help him go deeper.
Brett growled and gripped my hips with a punishing hold. “Do it again,” he demanded. “Push off again and take me deeper.”
I did it again, and at the angle we were at he was hitting just the right spot. The tingling began to build, and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Picking up his pace with both his hips and his hand running fast circles on my nub, I fell apart and cried out just as he came in hot spurts inside of my body. He rocked his hips against me, and once the tremors subsided he held me in his lap, still connected in body and soul as we regained our breath.
Brett kissed my back, my neck, and gently tugged my hair so that my head tilted back and to the side. He licked my lips and then plunged his tongue inside while slowly penetrating me down below, lightly thrusting his cock in and out of my sex, playfully.
“I just can’t get enough of you, Melissa. You are seriously going to drive me crazy,” he admitted. Smiling, he kissed my nose and slowly lifted me off of his still hard erection. Turning me around, he took my arms and wrapped them around his neck. “How did that feel? Do you regret not doing the dishes now?”
I laughed. “Hell no, it was worth it. I think I might let you do the dishes every night if you’re going to punish me like that.”
Smirking, Brett lifted a dark eyebrow and asked, “So you want to see me every night now? Is that how this is going to work?”
Splashing him with water, I untangled myself from his body and slowly climbed out of the pool. “You’re too busy to see me every day. I’m sure a man like you has much more important obligations,” I teased, hoping deep down that he would disagree.
Dripping wet and still hard between his legs, Brett stalked out of the water and up to me. He took my face in his hands, crushing his lips to mine while backing us toward the patio door and inside the house. When he pulled back, his steely gray eyes penetrated me deeper than any amount of lovemaking he could bestow upon me.
“I may be a busy man, Melissa, but there is nothing more important than being here with you …” He groaned into my ear and lowered his hand to cup my mound while gently pushing a finger inside me. “… and in you.” Pulling out his finger, he slowly put it in his mouth and licked off my desire for him. “I will never get tired of the way you taste. If you wanted to see me every day, I would make sure to be here. If that’s what you wanted all you’d have to do is say the words.”
He was waiting for an answer, but I didn’t know what to say. Seeing him every day would be a big step. Was I ready for that? Winking, and with a smile on my face, I told him, “I’m sure we’ll come up with something.”
Nine
After showering and getting dressed … again, we climbed into Brett’s Jeep and sidled down the road. I still had no clue where we were going or who we were going to meet. However, I was a little confused when we pulled into the huge, vacant parking lot of the high school I taught at.
“Umm …” I began, curiously staring at my school. “What are we doing here?”